Dave sat with a composed look on his face. He stared into thin air for some time before breathing. He wasn't gonna take things lightly. Dave, Sophy and Precious had been best of friends since they were eight. Then Sophy and Precious were just seven. He knew the duo were cousins and had spent most of their memorable childhood together but still they were all best friends and he wondered why Sophy nor Precious didn't tell him a thing about what was going on. Perhaps because they were ladies and felt more comfortable around each other. He glanced one more time at Precious before clearing his throat.
' So...' he started brushing his brows up as the corners of his eyes seem to close. He hadn't expect something out of the ordinary to pop out from his best friends and so when Precious told him about Sophy and Harry he was a little nervous. ' You do know that this is something that has repeated it self in the past, don't you?' he asked trying to look more composed.
' The last Sophia tried to stop things but with the way things are going it seems like the first Sophia is our Sophy. She's just so blinded by that fake love.'
' So does Sophy know about all this?'
' I already told you many times..' she began sounding frustrated. ' She won't even listen to a word against him. She thinks he's Mr goody goody and won't hurt her.' she finished bringing her second and middle Finger of both hands over her head.
' And how sure are you that we can trust Cleo?'
' Excuse me, Mr Dave, who was the one that brought the idea of informing you about what your BFF was doing behind your back?'
In Actual facts Dave had forgotten the red eye was sitting adjacent him. She was always very difficult to notice. The sun was about to set and it had been over 2 hours since Precious called him to ask of his Whereabouts.
* * * *
' Death? ' She asked surprised.
' Yea Death.'
' How long will you keep putting your life in danger for others?'
' She's not just others, she's my Cousin and BFF too.'
Cleo stared at her in frustration. She opened her mouth to say something but closed it back again. How could someone remain so adamant? How could someone still not change after several years? How could Fate be so cruel to the good people?
' You know you can be annoying at times.' she added her eyeballs glowing a little.
Precious gave a dazed look as she stared at Cleo. Did her eyes just glow? Was she seeing Wrong?
' I mean how can you still not change? How is it that you are always willing to give your life away for others? First it was for Sophia, you just made things complicated with your death. Second was the same, you made things worse. And now you want to do it again the third time? Why do you have to act like this and put all the pressure on me?'
First minute
Second minute
Forty+ seconds
' What's wrong Cleo? You look like you have a lot to say.'
Of course she had a lot to say but how could she speak out now. If she spoke now then...
Trust would be lost.
She moved closer and wrapped an arm around Precious, then she pulled her into a tight hug .
Thirty Nine Seconds later
' It's nothing. Just...just if you continue this way then I won't have a peaceful death.'
Precious freed herself from her hold and stepped back a little.
' Meaning?'
' I might fall for you. And if you die for someone else how do you expect me to die peacefully?' she said jokingly and precious smiled.
' Naughty.'
' Why don't you call Dave and tell him. Perhaps three can save a life.'
Just then it occurred to Precious that there was still Dave. How could she have forgotten? She was so occupied with Sophy and the Vampire clan, she had forgotten about the stupid Dave.
Immediately she picked her phone and called Dave. They agreed to meet at his house. It was the safest place to be far from Vampires hearing as she thought. And anyways the security lights at his house was always so bright it could make one blind.
* * * *
' Okay so does anyone have a plan?' Dave asked bringing them back to reality.
' Plan...?'
' Will something like that be useful? I thought we should just tell the adults and let them handle their work.'
Cleo shut Precious a daring look.' Adults?' she asked again. ' That would only make things more complicated. '
' They would contact the Government and blow things out of proportion. If even things get back to normal,we would be teens with story. We probably won't get a few more friends as they would be scared.'
' But why?'
' Precious darling, Cleo is disguised under our school as a student and Harry as a teacher. Our whole school might even be wiped out. People will be scared that what if some of us had been transformed. The higher ups in Government are really greedy. If this gets into their hands then, they will use it to advantage. They might tame the Vampires and make them work for them and before you know it, our entire country will be ruled by them.'
Precious stared at the table in front of Dave as she let out an' Oh'.
' But we can't just sit and watch Sophy walk into her grave like this. If we allow them work then they will still rule this country probably the world. So both options has the same end.'
' Adults option will involve lots of lives and if we think this out on our own we might not lose a life.'
' Might? ' Dave repeated.
' How can we do it so we are sure to not lose a life.'
' We will lose two and it will be of Harry and Cleo. This lifetime will be their end . I am tired of hiding. I want an open war. And I promise on the lives that have been lost that this lifetime will be their end.'
' What's the worse that could happen?'
' I think Cleo got this. Let her do a much more thorough thinking. We will also try to figure things out. But Precious, no Mommy and Daddy involvement. ' Dave warned.
After Precious left with Cleo, she created a group chat for the three of them on Facebook. She had thought it was the easiest way to communicate without having to see each other often, which might look a little too suspicious. Cleo was fine with it, but her mind was still far away. How will she cope with Precious in this lifetime? She's so impossible.
It wasn't that Precious couldn't go over to Sophys house and say 'Hi' but she needed a break from Sophy herself. And she was scared that if she saw Sophy, she would break down and spill the beans but it would be useless in the end as Sophy so won't believe a word she says.
Just then...
Dave: Hey peeps. Sophy says she's busy with some work and needs to visit, so she won't come see me.
Precious: Hello there dick-head. Did you spill the beans already?
Cleo: ...Dick-head???
Dave: Calm ladies I just had a normal phone call and she clearly told me not to come visit.
Precious: hmm..
Dave: Seriously precious, you need to repeat that tomorrow.
Precious: Fuck off we are getting on some dumb Taxi.
Dave: Bye sweeties
Cleo:....speechless.
Precious and Cleo got on the same Taxi since Precious was dropping first she insisted on paying the T-fee. As she walked into the living room, she couldn't help but wonder why Cleo was helping them so much.
'I mean it's not like we are related. She led us to the first clue about Harry too. Why is she helping so much? She seem more serious about this than I.'
When she couldn't take it anymore, she started spelling out her name in her mind. Till she had a quick Shower and changed her clothes, she was still spelling out her name. Though there were times when Cleo will come to mind.
When she couldn't take it anymore, she stomped downstairs. On her way she almost bumped into Mrs Singh. She was the oldest member of the family and the head of the workers too. Mrs Singh had been working in their house before Precious was born.
She opened her mouth a little and bowed slowly.
' Am sorry Auntie.'
' What's wrong sweetie? You look so tired.'
'It's nothing...just..' She stared at the woman in front her. She seemed to be counting the number of times her lips moved. Precious muttered a swear word and smiled.' Just school work, you know.' she shrugged her shoulder like it was nothing and continued to descend the stairs.
Mrs Singh looked back at her with doubt, like she knew she was lying.
Precious could feel the stare even though she didn't stop to look back but her steps became slow as she reached the brink of the stairs. It was normal for her to stare back.
' You know Precious...' she began and Precious slowly turned her head. ' If anything bothers your mind for too long, don't take it out on yourself alone. Talk to someone about it.' she finished but Precious didn't make a sound. Just so precious doesn't feel like she's trying to pry into her matters she continued, ' If you don't feel like talking about it with someone, then share your thoughts with Lord Krishna. He will clear your mind and give you peace of the heart.'
Just then Precious remembered there was Lord Krishna. The god they always worship everyday. She always felt good whenever she cried in its presence if she lost her toy. That was years back. It has been so long since a matter bothered her so she had almost forgotten about it.
' Thanks a lot Auntie. I will really feel better.' she replied smiling.
' You can get some sweets from the kitchen and there's enough Flower in the store. You will see some garlands there too. Be sure to smell the flowers some aren't that fresh anymore. Offer your prayers and then share your thoughts you will feel better. Ok?'
' OK.' she nodded and proceeded to the Kitchen . She took a prayer tray an lit the fire. She placed some sweets and went to the store to get flowers and garland.
When she returned, she noticed that the prayer fire she lit on her prayer plate had gone off. She lit it again and went to the temple.
It was a wide room in a part of their mansion that was closer to the living room and closest to the garden. She stood in front of the Blue colored god with his flute in his hands ready to play and his legs posed in a playboy style. Beside him stood his lover 'Radah' in her elegant and beautiful sari. Standing next to her lover who was still in a playboy mode.
Precious smiled at herself as she wondered how Radah would have coped with Krishnas' attitude.
'Do you know Radah? Your Lover stole butter to become great. Steal some glance at him will you?' she asked jokinly.
After she was done with the prayer, she stood there her mind blank.
Her heart melting
Her soul running
Her soul departing
Her soul weeping
Her body stiffened
She closed her eyes for some time and joined her palm together in prayer mode. In that position she asked...
'Dear Krishna, will three save a Precious life? If it will, blow the lights of this temple out.'
In few seconds she felt the cold wind brush through her body as if trying to Pierce her soul. She opened her eyes only to find the temple lights off. Only her prayer light was left. She got scared, all the lights should be off why was her prayer light still on?
Does this mean something bad? But she felt warm at heart and her soul was very peaceful. Her mind was calm and strong as she realised she had forgotten her worries.
Cleo didn't bother her.
Neither did Sophy.
Nor Harry or Cleo.
She was at peace.
Three could surly save a life.